A Night Away

by Carrie Ann Ryan

  “Hell.” She was going to kill him.

  She lowered her head slowly, his dick disappearing in her mouth, her lips enveloping his shaft.

  This was perfection.

  She hollowed her cheeks and sucked him whole. Kade tightened his grip on her hair and thrust between her lips. He hit the back of her throat but didn’t pause. She looked up at him, her blue eyes deep with lust and love. He thrust in and out as she worked him. Her left hand scraped his thigh as her right one fondled his balls.

  “Mel, baby, I’m gonna…”

  His gaze locked with hers, and he came. He shot down her throat and she swallowed every bit of him. He caressed her cheek and groaned.

  “I think you almost killed me.”

  “Oh really? So you only had one good hit in you?” his mate teased.

  “Oh really? Is that all you think I have?” Kade growled and tore her clothes from her body then removed the rest of his.

  She gasped and froze. He smiled a feral smile, gripped her hips, and set her bottom on the porch railing.

  “Kade, I loved those jeans.”

  “I’ll buy you more.”

  He spread her legs and lowered his head. He sucked on her clit, and she bucked against his face. He held her hips down and licked along her seam before trusting his tongue in and out.

  “Kade.”

  She tangled her fingers in his hair, and he bit down on her clit. Her honey-vanilla taste spread on his tongue, and she came against his face. Her juices spread over his lips, and he drank greedily.

  He kissed her pussy then trailed his lips up her stomach and her breasts. Laving her nipple, he bit then suckled. Milk gushed, and he sucked.

  “Kade, that’s unsanitary.”

  He raised his face and let go with a pop. “You were going to pump anyway. I’m just helping the process along.”

  He nuzzled her other breast and repeated the process. She wiggled against him, her wet core teasing his cock.

  “Kade, please. I need you. I’m on birth control from Hannah.”

  “Thank God.”

  He positioned himself at her core and thrust home. They both froze, and tears leaked from her eyes.

  “Oh God, did I hurt you, baby?” He tried to move back, but she wrapped her legs around his hips and locked him in.

  “Don’t you dare leave me. I just missed you so much. I can really feel you, Kade. You’re in me.”

  He looked into her big blue eyes then lowered his head so his lips brushed hers. “I love you.”

  “I love you too, my wolf. Now take me. Please.”

  Kade drew out of her, oh so slowly, and she whimpered. “Shh, I’ll never leave you.” He thrust to the hilt, hard.

  Her body rocked against his, and she raked her fingernails down his back, the sweet coppery scent of blood filled the air from where she broke the skin. He rocked back and thrust over again, their moans, grunts, and pants the only sounds they made. She threw her head back in a ragged gasp, and he sucked on her neck. She came against him but he didn’t stop there. He pounded into her and moved to suck her nipple again. Her breasts were empty of milk, but he bit down on the nipple anyway, relishing in her honey-vanilla scent. He thrust against, hitting her G-spot. His balls drew tight, and he came, his seed filling her womb, making her come again.

  She fell limp against him and fought for breath. He brushed her sweaty hair from her face and kissed her soft lips.

  “Now I think you killed me for sure,” he rumbled.

  “I don’t think I can move.”

  “Evidence of a job well done.”

  She swatted at him half-heartedly and chuckled. “I think my butt may have a splinter.”

  “Want me to check?” He grinned.

  She smiled and bit his chin. “Take me inside, oh He-Man.”

  “Gladly.”

  ****

  Mel rested against Kade’s chest, listening to his heartbeat while he carried her into their cottage. Her body felt heavy yet weightless at the same time. Her mate had rocked her world, and she just wanted to curl up and never let go.

  The threats of responsibility homed in on her, but she brushed them away. She just needed one night. Yes, she missed Finn like a lost limb, but she had to trust in her family and the fact that they’d take care of him and call if they needed help. Maddox may have looked out of his depth, but he loved Finn and would do what was best.

  So right now she had to think about only her Kade, every wicked thing he did to her, and every other wicked thing she wanted him to do to her. She shuddered in his hold and he laughed.

  “Dirty thoughts, baby?”

  “Of course, we’re both naked and you’re walking to the bedroom. What else could I be thinking about?” She batted her eye lashes, and he threw back his head and laughed.

  They reached the bed, a white-washed wood frame and cream and navy blue sheets pulled back on a corner. The nautical room looked so different than anything else she’d lived in; it was a nice place to visit. To escape. Something they desperately needed. Kade lowered her on the bed, and she sighed.

  “Did we leave our clothes out there?” she asked, not really caring.

  Kade shrugged. “I’ll get them later. I’m busy.” He grinned, knelt between her legs, and licked her hip.

  Tingles shot through her, and she lifted herself off the bed.

  “Stay there, Mel. Don’t move. Let me pleasure you.”

  She closed her eyes and let her husband kiss, nibble, and lick her hips and thighs. He licked her nether lips, and she writhed and pushed her core closer, but he tsked and passed her clit.

  Damn wolf.

  He nibbled and stroked his fingers around her pussy, but he didn’t let any dip inside her.

  “Kade,” she moaned.

  “What is it, baby? What do you want?” He traced a finger around her clit but didn’t stop.

  “You know.”

  “You have to tell me.” He bit her inner thigh.

  “Kade, I want you in me. Please.” She squirmed and bit her lip. Damn man was so frustrating. But all hers for the night.

  “What do you want in you?”

  She groaned. “Your fingers, your tongue, your dick. I don’t care. Anything.”

  He gave a husky chuckle, and his eyes glowed gold. “I like the way your mind works, love. I think I can do that.”

  He kissed her inner thigh again and finally—finally—brushed his tongue across her clit. She almost came on the spot, but he pulled back and traced another finger around her opening. She was about to moan again, but then he shoved three fingers in her at once, curling them and hitting her G-spot. She came against his hand, her body convulsing on the bed as all rational thoughts fled. Kade lowered and bit her clit, prolonging her orgasm.

  The man was diabolical.

  And all hers.

  “I love the way your body blushes when you come.”

  She mumbled something, but even she couldn’t tell what it was.

  He laughed a laugh full of pure male satisfaction and flipped her over onto her stomach.

  “Hold on to the slat on the headboard, Mel.”

  Shivers of anticipation ran through her as the gripped the whitewashed slats. Kade lifted her hips and settled a pillow under them so her bottom was raised.

  “What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.

  “Having my way with you.”

  “I thought we were supposed to rest on this trip.” Not that she was complaining.

  “Oh, we will. But I missed the sweet taste of your skin. The way your tight pussy clenches my cock when you come. The way your eyes glow gold when you’re so aroused you can’t even breathe. I missed all of that.”

  She almost came at his words alone.

  He lowered his head and kissed both of her cheeks then massaged them with his calloused hands. He rubbed every inch of her body…slowly. She thrummed with anticipation and arousal. He kissed and licked where he massaged until she was so relaxed she thought she could melt right the
re on the blue sheets.

  She closed her eyes and let his fingers say what they couldn’t say for so long. She relished her time with him. Oh, how she had missed him.

  He lowered his body over hers and gripped her forearms.

  “I love you,” he whispered.

  “I love you, too.”

  He bit her earlobe and entered her from behind, inch by agonizing inch. He thrust slowly and methodically until they gradually reached their peak and fell down in climax together. They panted in unison, and Kade rolled to the side, pulling her with him, so they lay spooned.

  “That was…”

  “Yeah.”

  “Did that remind you of our first time?” She closed her eyes and remembered their blind date that had led to so much more.

  “Yes and no.” He kissed her temple. “Yes, because I always think about our first time and how we went after each other like rabbits. But, no, because this time I knew your body but still wanted to learn every inch again.”

  “You are so sweet you actually scare me, baby.”

  “I am the sweetest of the bunch.”

  “Don’t I know it.”

  She settled into his arms and rested her eyes. Her body sank into his, and he pulled the sheet over them. She didn’t even move when he shifted to turn off the light, and they both fell asleep, content and together.

  Chapter 6

  It was official. Maddox would never be a father. There was no way he could do it. Though he’d offered to watch Finn for Kade and Melanie because Kade had actually asked, it wasn’t until now he truly understood only a fraction of what parents went through on a day-to-day basis.

  The little bundle of terror, also known as Finn Jamenson, made Maddox want to go out and ensure he’d never have kids. Ever.

  Well, it wasn’t as bad as that. But it was close. He still loved the little guy. After all, he was family. He had Kade’s dark brown hair, but Mel’s blue eyes. It was nice to look at something other than green anyway. Finn was actually a pretty good kid, just full of energy. Maddox didn’t mind watching and playing with him. But he was fucking exhausted.

  And Mel and Kade had only been gone for six hours. He still had about twenty-four to go.

  Dear. God.

  Finn waddled past him on two chubby legs, his gaze intent on the bookshelf and the books that weren’t meant for his grubby little hands.

  Oh yeah, that was another thing. He hadn’t known the little guy could walk when he agreed to this. Didn’t it seem prudent to mention that to potential babysitters? Yeah, Mel had mentioned it had just happened the night before. But really? Coincidence? Maddox didn’t believe in those. No, the little tyke must have had a gut feeling it was Uncle Maddox’s turn to take care of him and wanted to get every ounce of enjoyment he could out of the deal.

  Damn kid.

  Maddox took two giant steps and lifted Finn above his head. His nephew squealed and pumped his legs in the air, as if he were still running. Finn wiggled and twisted until his face was in front of Maddox’s. The little guy smiled and patted sticky fingers against Maddox’s cheeks. He shuddered at the thought of where those hands had been and what would now be on his skin.

  Wait. He’d just cleaned him up. Where the hell had he found something sticky?

  Oh. My. God.

  What was on him? And how the hell did kids always manage to be sticky? It was like they had secret radar for gooey things and made sure they spread it around. Like all over the couch, the floor, and Maddox.

  Finn wiggled his butt and let out a scream before pumping his legs again, his intent evident. Oh yes, he wanted to made Uncle Maddox’s life hell.

  Damn it.

  Maddox didn’t want to think about the amount of energy this kid would have once he got his wolf. How on earth had his own parents done this seven times?

  Six little baby-boy wolves in less than a decade. Thank God Cailin was so much younger. If she had been the same age as the rest of them, his parents might have turned tail and run.

  And Maddox didn’t think he’d have blamed them.

  Finn squirmed, and Maddox lowered him to the floor before he fell out of his arms. The tyke ran—well as much as an almost-one-year-old could run—across the room and dove head first into a pile of stuffed animals. Maddox winced when Finn let out a piercing cry and then shook it off.

  Was that progress?

  Maddox watched as Finn put all of his stuffed animals back where they were before going to his blocks and organizing them.

  Huh. Maddox ran a hand through his hair. So the kid made messes but cleaned them up? Except for the endless crying, the kid was actually pretty good. Maybe he just needed to start talking. Like now. Maddox didn’t feel any pain or sadness from whenever Finn cried. It was as if that was the only way Finn knew how to communicate, something that would have to change. Soon.

  Finn accidentally knocked down his tower and screamed.

  Maddox winced. “How about we have quiet time?”

  Dear God, Uncle Maddox needed it. The exuberant emotions flooding him from this kid just about weighed him down to the floor. Usually he could block most of the emotions surrounding him so it was just a dull hum, but not with children. They were too good, too full of everything sweet and pure and didn’t have a way to funnel that. They showed all their emotions with each facial expression, each cry, each grin. Every emotion wound its way around Maddox and threatened to suffocate him. He didn’t want those. He needed to breathe.

  Hence the reason why he usually stayed away from them until they learned to control themselves a bit more. So at least until after the teenage years.

  Oh God, Finn as a teenager. Maddox closed his eyes and groaned. He might have to be far, far away for that part of his nephew’s life.

  Finn tilted his head and looked at him with blue eyes too full of knowledge. What did babies think of? He could feel them, but he couldn’t sense thoughts. He wasn’t aware of any wolves that could for that matter.

  His nephew squirmed then smiled widely. A pungent order hit Maddox’s nose, and he gagged.

  Oh. God.

  “Finn. You suck. I’m just saying that now. Wipe that grin off your face.”

  Finn just smiled and then froze before he broke out into gut-wrenching sobs.

  “Hey now, stop it.” Maddox panicked and carried Finn to his room to change him. “You need to stop crying like the world is caving in every time you don’t get your way. You will be Alpha one day. And despite popular belief, you won’t get what you want. Just the opposite in fact.” Maddox peeled the offending diaper off and put it in the Diaper Genie that Mel promised would keep the smell at bay before it went to the disposal area.

  “You’re going to have to learn to control your emotions better, buddy.” He wiped Finns bottom, powdered him, and somehow got the sticky straps on the diaper to work. He’d changed Cailin’s diaper when she was a baby, but that had been a couple of decades before and he was out of practice.

  Finn looked up at him, contentment at getting what he wanted flowing from him and into Maddox.

  “Now, don’t do that. You didn’t get what you wanted because you screamed. You stank and it would have been unsanitary had I left you in that. But you are the Heir’s first son. You need to learn some responsibility and let your parents be individuals as well as parents. They can’t do that if you keep acting like a butt.”

  Finn’s lower lip wobbled, but he didn’t cry.

  That seemed to be progress.

  “Yelling at babies now, are you?” Ellie asked from the doorway.

  He’d known she and North had walked into the house; he had just chosen to ignore them. Well, at least as much as he could ignore his twin and…her.

  “Finn and I are just having a talk, right?” He looked down at Finn, and Maddox could have sworn the little guy winked.

  “At eleven months, he can understand you, Maddox,” North chimed in, the ever-helpful doctor.

  “I would hope so,” Maddox grunted. “But the reason I’m
here is because, between the Pack and this little guy, Mel and Kade can’t breathe. So I thought I’d try and talk a little sense into him. Whatever it takes.”

  A shadow passed over Ellie’s face and raw pain washed into the room. Maddox inwardly cursed. Her brother had used a different method of talking sense into her. Damn it. But he wouldn’t say anything. That wouldn’t do either of them any good.

  North cleared his throat, a scowl on his face. “Ellie and I were just stopping by on our way from dinner to see if you needed anything.”

  Anger swept through Maddox. He tried to gauge North’s emotions, but his twin had always been the best at shielding him.

  “We’re great. Nothing to worry about.”

  Ellie raised a brow and took Finn from Maddox’s arms. Their skin brushed, and he held back a growl.

  Her face didn’t betray her reaction, and she bent to inhale Finn’s baby scent.

  Maddox clenched his jaw and stepped toward her, his arms outstretched. “Go back to your date.” He bit out the last word. “I can handle Finn. Go.”

  Ellie frowned but gave Finn back. His nephew rested his head on Maddox’s shoulder, seeming to know that Maddox needed a hug. Though he wouldn’t have admitted that to anyone. Not even to himself.

  North led Ellie out of the room by placing his hand in the small of her back, and Maddox’s wolf growled. His wolf didn’t speak much. If ever. Maddox guessed it was just another way he was fucked up.

  He let out a breath and bounced Finn up and down in his arms.

  “Okay, we’re going to go get something to eat. Your job is to make sure it doesn’t land on me. Got it? I don’t care if you’re going to be my Alpha in the distant future; I’m the Omega. I win right now.”

  Finn gave him an amused expression, and Maddox scowled. Damn kid.

  He carried Finn into the kitchen and set him up in his highchair. Maddox fed him and ended up coated in strained peas and carrots. Apparently Finn didn’t like veggies too much. Well, he was a werewolf after all.